A day With Friends...

a day with friends, is like the earth has no end...

my day started when i woke up and ate my breakfast tired and still i feel sleepy. i took a bath, put on my uniform, brushed my teeth, and went inside our van.
i felt so tired and so slept for 15 mins.
with only a minimal amount of time, i listened to the music that was playing on the radio. when i woke up, i was already at the entrance of our school. then when we were near the canteen, we then got out of the van and went to our room. as i entered the room... not much happened. i sat on my chair, waiting... and waiting... for something to happen inside the room. then the gay lord was in action again. with her noisy voice, annoying attitude, and especially her machine gun saliva that always hits us with a hundred gay virus. 


he's not that nice. he always interrupts the conversations of my classmates. its like he's an attention seeking gay, with a mouth full of mean words.

he always dances around at school even if he looks like a psychotic idiot. some of our classmates hate him because of his loud mouth and negative behavior towards his fellow classmates and even towards his own teachers. he shouts at every person in school and doesn't care if there's a teacher in front, he would still shout around the room.

we're always thankful whenever he's absent, asleep, or sick in class. because that's the only time when we could listen to the teacher and stop listening to his uttering voice...

as our class ended, we were all relieved because Filipino class is so boring and our teacher's voice is to annoying because he would imitate the voice of a gay person.
  so that's why i don't like Filipino class...
and that's how my day started and ended...

My Baby Boo!!

she's my one and only girlfriend! we're far from each other but our love is strong. 

her voice makes me want to roll in the ground and cuddle a baby bear. she's the fairest maiden in my heart. i couldn't replace her for a thousand dollars.

she usually laughs whenever i sing, but whenever she laughs, i just smile. because her laughter makes my day feel like iv'e lived my whole life beside her and that she and i we're a couple since then.

she hates her voice, but for me its the like a screeching monkey that has been ran over my a truck! ha ha ha! i'm just kidding. her voice isn't the worst sound you could ever hear, but for me its just smoothing. she would always make me smile whenever i read her messages and would make me curious whenever her language is in Japanese. i always tell her "daiski" or "aishiteru", which means I LOVE YOU. 

distance doesn't matter, if two hearts are loyal with each other...

Guys always say "ILOVEYOU" first...

why do guys always say i love you first? rather than girls...

it makes me wonder how would it feel if they say i love you first. because i always say i love you first then they would only say "too" or "same" or "like wise". 

it sucks to feel like your only second whenever it comes to things like these. and even if couples fight, girls always want boys to say i love you because they are very eager to be loved by boys or guys. how come i seldom see girls saying i love you first  to boys. i mean, do they even think that we really love them? or do they think that its just a normal i love you... 

whenever i smile at her messages, does she even smile back at mine? curiosity would really make me want to die for the answer. that feeling where you want to know how they feel, but they always hide it from you. i'm just curious about girls and what they think.....................

this day...

this day, i stayed home and waited for her text. from 7am to 5pm, i received a text message from her saying "noon. :)". i don't know what it means, so i didn't reply, and i couldnt because i don't have load and the store closed early. 

now, that its 7pm, she texted a group message with japanese words. some i could understand, and some i couldn't. but till tomorrow, cant text her. tomorrow i will be busy practicing football and then i think we will play with a friend.

not much happened to this day, but i just recovered from a high fever. every time i want move my body wont allow me to do so. my throat would get all clogged up and every time i cough, there is always blood coming out of it. i slept for 10 hours and i dreamed about something. 

my dream was about a girl... 

it was a hot morning where the sun couldn't me seen. clouds were around but the weather is very hot. i saw a girl. i was walking towards her but i couldn't see her face clearly because of the dark atmosphere. but i could see that she was wearing a yellowish shirt with a grey shorts and she was with three of her friends, one boy and two girls... it feels like this really happened in real life. or was it just hallucination because of my fever. but anyway, my dream skipped. the next scene of my dream that i was in perri todds. i sat in front of that yellow shirted girl and we ordered 2 ginormous burger and an iced tea tower. as we were waiting for the food to be served, i glared at the yellow shirted girl. but still, i couldn't recall who's face it was. and then, the waiter served our order. we sliced the burger into three. i ate one slice, the other girl ate the other slice, while the girl in yellow ate 2 slices. and the guy beside me sliced their own burger into two pieces. the guy ate the whole half, while the girl in front of him ate the half of the half sliced burger and then she gave it to the girl in yellow. then, the girl in yellow sliced the half of the half burger into half and gave the other half to me. i smiled even though i couldn't see her face clearly. and then, the rest of it i could not remember. and... my dream became blurry. i think its because of my fever. but i really know that it was just a dream... but it feels like it happened in real life... and now, i'm getting goose bumps as i ask some of my friends...

Second Year High School life.... (Part 1)

Second year high school life... 

Since 1st grading... i had fun with my sophomore life...

bonding with friends and "barkadas". 

but my second year life is somehow like others. laughing with friends, sleeping every biology time, chatting with seatmates, being a "giraffe", bring in love, having new friends.

but this time... i met a certain person. i wont tell the name. but she's a girl... 

She made me smile when i faced difficult things.

She made me laugh, when i felt like crying.

but those things were just trash.

she became my best friend for like... 7 months, and then i got pissed of her actions towards me.

i'll start from the time that we became friends...

but before we became friends, we were common enemies. when i was in grade six. their group "GACHA", is one of the group that picked on me. that person came from that group. but then, she and i became friends, because of a certain group message game. if im her friend, she will reply, "pst". if she's my best friend, she has to reply "cute". so.. i replied cute. she replied shockingly if i did send the correct word. and yes, i did send the correct word. at that time. we called each other "cute". then it became "cuteii". after that night, when she send that message, when we got to school, i called her "cuteii" so she called me the cuteii too. at that time we became best friends. then, a guy came... she asked if who the hell is cute. i yelled "ako! may angal?!". he didn't say a word. but i really think that he was jealous. i dont know why, but i could sense the anger coursing through his veins. then, he became my rival. every time i seat beside HER, HE gets pissed and would just be lonely and be silent somewhere far from us. then SHE would say that he is always jealous if we're bonding with each other. then, every time i ask her, "may chansa man na sya sa imo?" she would reply, "ambut?". i feel so sorry for HIM that she's, for my own outlook, just using HIM. but me and HIM have been rivals since then. im just waiting for HIM to make the first move, so that i could mash HIS face into something dirty, or just simply beating the tar out of him... im just going to skip at the time that SHE and i slowly broke our friendship....

Since Grade Six...Until now...

Since Grade six...

when i was in the sixth grade. i used to be bullied around by some classmates of mine. from first grading to third grading, i was bullied by the same group of people. they keep on calling me "emo!", "patay!", because i was to white then and i loved the color black and i always love listening to screamo, hard rock, and punk genre of music.

i used to eat alone inside the classroom and silently listen to my punk rock band, My Chemical Romance, and slipknot. these bands  are one of my best friends... 

while i listen to  music, i bang my head up and down and make my bangs flip up and down as i feel the beat of the music. when they cameback and saw me banging my head, they would do the rock n' roll sign and put it their mouth and put out their tongue and insult me... then it came to the point where i got pissed and i started to fight back. when they stopped calling me names. they said that i was their "friend". i mean, why would they insult me if i was their friend? how foolish. so i never accepted their sorry and didn't became their friend. then, those bullies bullied another student. that student is named Jenema Gabrielle Fernandez. a cute, nice girl that always smiles. my classmate Dylan Celis, became her boyfriend. maybe some of girl classmates got jealous and they started to call her "flirt". its not nice to here them calling her flirt, because i already felt how she feels  whenever they call her names. as i looked at her eyes, her tears began to flow. i felt so sorry for her, and i couldn't bare looking at her get humiliated. and Dylan didn't even try to stop those people who are insulting her. so.. i talked to her and said. "don't worry, i will change whats happening tomorrow." then she thanked me. i smiled and slept happily. then when morning came, i got excited to protect her... then when she entered the room. i saw a smile on her face. :) and then those bullies called her flirt again. i stood up angrily and yelled, "kung kamo gani amhon na ma hipos man kamu kag mag hinibi. teh matyag niyo mayo na?". they stopped what they were doing and they stopped bullying her since then. at that time, she became my best friend. whenever we meet we always smile at each other. and i consider her as my sister best friend. and whenever she gets picked on, i would be there to protect her. i guess you can call me "her savoir" >.< then... she's the first best friend i loved, and ever since she's my one and only "BEST"... we have that connection between friends and bf's and gf's. i call it, being best of friends. >.< today... she has a problem. she cant quite solve it yet. but i have been trying my best to help her. but whenever i want to go to her. i don't have money for public transportation. and that's why i hate that she's on another school. its very difficult not to be able to see each other. we only contact each other through text and whenever we have money and we can meet. now, she's still fighting against her problems.. and i'm still here to help her. :) and i will always be here. :)))))

Ma'am Cherry...

Ma'am Cherry, a cancer survivor from West Visayas State University,and still smiles bloomingly.

Ma'am Cherry was a teacher of our adviser, Ma'am Bataga and she became our visitor or talker for this day.

she had a beautiful hair. color brown with a touch of red at every strand. 

she talked about being a good leader or finding the leader inside us.

she was pale white and she had beautiful eyes and beautiful enthusiasm. she had courage on discussing the things we need to do for us to be the greatest leader. she then made us watch a movie about some disabled kids and adults that are being strong even if they are struggling with their daily life to make it as normal as possible. 

one movie clip showed about a "man with no limbs". the man was short and he had only one foot with 2 or 3 fingers. when this man was still a child, our teacher said that he was suppose to be aborted. but our teacher said that the pills didn't take full effect on the baby. so the baby boy was forced to be introduced to the world even if he has no limbs. the man acted like he was just one of us. normal human being, roaming in the park, brushing his own teeth, surfing the web, but it was a hard for the man to do those things, especially when you can only use your feet. the man asked "why me? out of all the people in the world." well, Ma'am Cherry said, "everybody has a purpose in life...", "god gave you a purpose in life, you just have to look for your GOAL and your MISSION". that struck me. because i always say "why am i still here? i think its better if i wasn't introduced to the world. nobody would get hurt around me, no one will bully me and i wont suffer my everyday struggles with my school and family...". then Ma'am Cherry said "a person only has one life... you should live your life to the fullest..." even if i live my life to the fullest, i still encounter my daily struggles and my life is going to be hard and uneasy. then suddenly, Ma'am Cherry made some of our classmates touch her hair. 

she made them describe how it felt, and how it looks. my classmates answered "its smooth and it looks beautiful..." we got shocked when Ma'am Cherry pulled her hair out slowly as we all popped our eyes out and felt like crying. as i looked at her, i then realized that she was facing more trials than i was. as i look at her eyes. i then thought of the man with no limbs, if he was facing the same trials as Ma'am Cherry's. i felt like crying as she discussed what she faced during her cancer days. 10 lymph nodes were taken from her arm. i forgot why. but as she keeps on smiling every time she says a word, i know that she went through hard times just so she could try to forget how it felt. i don't know why, but i feel so eager to become her friend. even if she's a teacher. her talk made me realize that i should love my friends and enemies, because i will never know when god will take them from me... i think i have to be friends with a certain girl again. i'm just waiting for her to accept me again... to accept me as her best friend again...